The supervisor was a prim and proper female with a restrictive girdle and old-fashioned nylons and garters attached like some parody of feminine charm... The mostly frowning middle-aged woman was frustrated in finding a male companion to tend to her itchy pussy and she had resorted to employing the use of a battery-operated device that she called “Bob” with a sense of dirty humor and mischievous disregard for appropriate behavior.It did not escape her notice that the quivering ass cheeks under. Enjoyable."She held up the little bottle and I read the label. "Astroglide?" Yeah," she said, flipping the top open. "I use it when I... it makes everything slick." She squeezed a little drop out onto her finger and rubbed it around for me to see, then rubbed her wet fingers on my arm. "See? Would you like to try it?" She held out the bottle."Umm, sure," I said. "Go ahead."She looked at me. "You mean you want me to put it on you?" Sure, I guess." I figured that she would just drip it onto my. I got a really good ideawhen she asked the first mate to rub some sun tanlotion on her tits since they were now exposed.The first mate spent at least 5 minutes rubbing hertits and tweaking her nipples and generally giving hera full body coverage rub. This was the first time I’dseen her fondled by another person and I think I wasenjoying it as much as the two of them. Victoria got up and pranced around the boat topless fora while. She went to the very front of the boat andpretended to be. She didn't even look in his direction.The morning flew by, everyone was in good spirits; most were talking about what a good time they had at the picnic. At lunch time, Bill got up from his desk and headed down the hall towards the cafeteria. As he approached his boss's office he heard the loud conversation between, his boss and Mr. Johnson, the vice president of the research division."Did you see the size of her? Did you see the size of her arms? No way is she a normal woman. I wouldn't be.